"ORIHARA!" Izaya looked up, hearing his surname. He recognized the voice and jumped up. "Damn it!" He shouted jumping behind a random teen and snickering as he saw Shizuo stomping down the halls. He remembered Shizzy-chan was a year older and wasn't aloud in these classes. He quickly sat back down.
Mei watched as an angry blonde haired boy stormed down the hall. She rolled her eyes at him and shifted her gaze to the window beside her.
A trashcan flew into the classroom, knocking Izaya from his chair as it hit him harshly in the head. He landed on his back with his feet up in the chair. "Ow." He muttered, looking up and seeing a very angry Shizuo. "Hey Shizzy-chan~.." Izaya said, smiling. "Don't call me that!" Shizuo shouted, kicking his chair.
We kill the lights
And put on a show
It's all a lie
But you'd never know
The star will shine
And then it will fall
And you will forget it all.
Now you know it's so much better to pretend
There's something waiting for you here
Every letter that you wrote
Has found its way to me my dear
You can make believe that what you say
Is what I want to hear.
I'll keep dancing through this beautiful, delusional career
Faking every tear
Looking like a compromise suicide
Keeping all my dreams alive.
♥ ♦
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